I ran my hands through the thick warmth of his hair until it lay spread across his back, an inch past his waist. I'm agent in charge on site. Add those in, he said. Blake? Go ahead.
But I'd seen beneath the mask, further than I'd ever been allowed before. Chapter 8I DID GO BACK into the room, and no, I didn't learn a damn thing from the last three victims. Fine, I won't bring it up again. I'd agreed to the favor.
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